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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 20, 2011 11:00:59 GMT 1
A tall Zabrack woman walks down the infirmary's korridor, looking at the numbers on the doors passing by. She is looking for something specific, that is obvious.
At last she stops in front of a certain door and smiles briefly, before she opens it and steps inside.
Once inside, she looks for the certain Jedi Master, she came to check up on.
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 20, 2011 11:20:27 GMT 1
The Master, Coeur is looking for is lying in a bed.
He is still a litltle pale, and looks to be asleep.
However, he speaks anyway.
"Nice of you to drop by, Master Ismeth" he says sarcastically.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 20, 2011 11:40:49 GMT 1
"Somebody had to check up on you, Master Tiran," Coeur answers sarcastically. "Don't flatter yourself."
She walks over to his bed and takes her time to take a good look at him, before she sits down on the chair next to the bed. "You look like a grenade just exploded in your face."
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 20, 2011 11:50:29 GMT 1
Kiineq slowly opens his eyes and looks at Coeur.
"Funny" he replies. "That's what I am told happened"
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 24, 2011 18:45:44 GMT 1
"Well, that's what the medical droides told me what happened as well." Coeur smiles briefly, not even a flicker of warmth in her eyes. "You look great."
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 24, 2011 19:41:35 GMT 1
Kiineq lifts an eyebrow.
"Really?" he asks, sounding equally sarcastic and unconvinced.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 24, 2011 19:51:47 GMT 1
"You don't look as drugged, as I thought you would be," Coeur answers in a light tone. "You are not on painkillers anymore?"
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 24, 2011 20:00:15 GMT 1
"No" he answers.
He shifts around a little in the bed, trying to find a more comfortable position.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 24, 2011 20:10:09 GMT 1
"I'm pleased to hear that." Coeur smiles a little more visible - maybe her smile is a little predatory...? "Pain lets you know that you are not dead yet."
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 24, 2011 20:15:55 GMT 1
Kiineq snorts and almost laughs. He stops quickly stops though, as the nearly healed wound in his side hurts.
"Why are you here?" he asks.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 24, 2011 20:23:47 GMT 1
"Isn't it obvious?" Coeur answers drily. "I came to see you, Master Tiran."
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 24, 2011 20:43:46 GMT 1
"I guessed as much, Master Ismeth" Kiineq says. "But why are you really here?"
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 24, 2011 20:46:35 GMT 1
"I just told you." Coeur raises an eyebrow. "Wounded Jedi Masters need company, too."
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 24, 2011 20:56:14 GMT 1
Kiineq sighs. "And it just had to be you" he mumbles, too low for Coeur to hear.
"Company? I thought I needed to heal."
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 24, 2011 21:05:22 GMT 1
"Healing in the company of others should be quite healthy." Coeur smiles and reaches out to touch his side with her fingertips. "And I have some skills in healing, in case you have forgotten, Master Tiran."
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 24, 2011 21:12:03 GMT 1
Kiineq moves faster that one might think possible for a man in his condition. He catches Coeur's wrist in an iron grip, even though it might be a little less strong than usually is.
"How many times do I have to ask you NOT to touch me?" he asks, his voice suddenly icy.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 24, 2011 21:17:06 GMT 1
Coeur gasps shortly in pain, as she fails to predict his sudden movement, and her wrist is caught in his grib. For a moment, she starres at him, taken aback.
Until she remembers herself and stands up in her full height to look down at him. "One more time as always, Master Tiran," she hisses back at him, twisting her hand in his grib.
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 24, 2011 21:28:47 GMT 1
Kiineq doesn't let go, even when Coeur starts to twist.
"I tire of telling you, Master Ismeth." There is a dangerous edge to his voice.
He finally lets go, almost throwing her arm away.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 24, 2011 21:30:46 GMT 1
Coeur almost yanks her hand back, rubbing her wrist with two fingers. She looks darkly at him. "I never tire of hearing you telling me, Master Tiran," she snaps back. His dangerous tone doesn't pass her by, though.
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 24, 2011 21:34:56 GMT 1
Kiineq meets her eyes levelly. "Then, Master Ismeth" he says, "we have a problem."
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 24, 2011 21:40:48 GMT 1
Coeur looks at him with a stern glance for a few moments more. Then she smiles shortly - and the smile turns into a laughter. "Obviously..." she answers, still laughing.
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 25, 2011 10:30:23 GMT 1
Kiineq cocks an eyebrow at Coeur's burst of laughter.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 25, 2011 20:02:44 GMT 1
"Forgive me, Master Tiran." Coeur coughs into her hand and sits down. "You can be so amusing from time to time."
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 25, 2011 20:24:39 GMT 1
"I see" Kiineq replies. It seems that he is not really amused.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 25, 2011 20:30:16 GMT 1
Coeur tilts her head sligtly. "But you never shared my sense of humour anyway," she says with a an almost invisible shrug. "So, when are you going to be back on your feet again?" She looks closely at him.
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 25, 2011 20:36:14 GMT 1
Kiineq ignores Coeur's first comment.
"In a couple of days, I believes" he answers to her question.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 25, 2011 20:38:27 GMT 1
"Good." Coeur sends him a shortlived smile and raises an eyebrow. "Would you believe me, if I told you that seeing you alive brings warm feelings to my heart?"
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 25, 2011 20:48:11 GMT 1
Kiineq coughs.
"I think I might be more surprised that you are still capable of such feelings."
That comment alone should tell Coeur that Kiineq is definitely not his usual self.
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Post by Coeur Ismeth on Oct 25, 2011 20:53:51 GMT 1
Coeur's eyes widen a bit. Then her eyes darken. "I think that actually stung, Master Tiran." There is a dangerous edge to her voice.
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Post by Kiineq Tiran on Oct 25, 2011 21:02:39 GMT 1
"My apologies, Master Ismeth"
It actually sounds like he means it.
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